Monthly Archives: December 2023

They brought me back from the future so I could let you know that about an eighth of the galaxy will end up worshipping you if you just don’t do the thing. I can’t tell you what the thing is … Continue reading →

I know you’ve been wondering what to get me this holiday season for Krinklemas and Hysterectomy Week and whatnot and wherefore and I’m happy to tell you what I’m hoping for: Piece on earth. Wait, hold on: pieces of earth. … Continue reading →

The hands of a hero are seldom clean. The hands of a hero are often mean. The hero’s hands are fast & blasting, quick and rarely seen. The hands of a hero are red, not green. The feet of a … Continue reading →

The worst of the lot is not necessarily the biggest or the most powerful or even the most effective in evil. He is the ringleader, though, and he keeps the others straight in being creepily crooked. The chairman of the … Continue reading →

There is a song that Sinead sang originally by the Pogues called "Haunted." It is about a romance that could never die or so says the narrator who "wants to be haunted by the ghost-ghost-ghost-ghost of your precious love." But … Continue reading →

It’s kind of weird that nobody wanted the Roman Empire to fall. I mean, like, individuals wanted it to fall so they could pick up the pieces and take ’em for themselves and maybe the recently conquered who remembered being … Continue reading →

You’ll learn at some point – perhaps today – that there are days when you have to stop your regular acts of conquest to enjoy the fruit of your labor: enjoy the slaves and spoils you have won in your … Continue reading →

Forgive me my nineteen nineties’ proto-emo reference point, but Dear You: your presenting ideas for an upcoming poem entitled “Ice Cream Sandwich,” rathering than simply writing a poem entitled “Ice Cream Sandwich,” was a daring move. Not necessarily a good … Continue reading →

You wake upexcited, determined, nervous. You have a mission that you don’t really understand. You stretch the inches from the bed to the recliner to get to work on the poem. You know its title but nothing else about your … Continue reading →

There is a trick that I used to try when I wasn’t able to rev myself up to do the thing I needed to do. I would look at myself (if there was no mirror around I would look down … Continue reading →